The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1887-09-01

comparatively little while; but she, all
day long, governs it, beauties it, sancti-
ties it, 1t is within her power to make it
the most attractive place on earth. 1t is
the only calm harbor in this world. You
know as well as l do, that this outside
world and the business world is a long
scene of jostle and contention. The man
who has dollar struggles to keep it; the
the man who has it not struggles to get
it. Prices up. Prices Down. Losses.
Gains. Misrepresentation. Gougings.
Undertakings. Buyers depreciating; sales
men exagRerating. Tenants seeking less
rent; landlords demanding more. Gold
fidgety. Struggles about Office. Men
who are in trying to keep in; men out try
ing to get in. Slips. Tumbles. Defalca-
tions. Panics. Catastrophes. woman!
thank God you have a home, and that
you may be queen in it. Better be there
than wear Victoria's coronet. Better
be there than carry the purse of a prin-
cess. Your abode may be humble, but
you can, by your faith in God, and your
cheerfulness of demeanor, giId it with
splendors such as an upholsterer' hand
never yet kindled. There are abodee in
the city-humble, two stories; four plain,
urpapered rooms; undesirable neighbor-
hood; and yet there is a man here this
morning who would die on that thresh-
old rather than surrender it. Why? 1t
is home. Whenever he thinks of it, he
sees angels of God lowering around it.
The ladders Of heaven are let down to
that house Over the child's rough crib
there are the chantings of angels as those
that broke over Bethlehem. 1t is home.
These children may come up after awhile,
and they may win high position, and
they may have an aff1uent residence; but
they will not until their dying day forget
that humble roof, under which their
father rested, and their mother sang, and
their sisters played. o, if you would
gather up all tender memories, all the
lights and shades of the heart, all ban
quetings and reunions, all filial, fraternal,
paternal, and conjugal affections, and
you had only just four letters with which
to spell out that height and depth, and
length, and breadth, and magnitude, and
eternity of meaning, yOa would, with
streaming eyes, and trembling voice, and
agitated hand, write it out in those four
! living capitals, HOME.
grander than to be queen in such realm?
Why, the eagles of heaven cannot fly
across that dominion. Horses, painting
and with lathered fianks, are not swift
enough to run to the outpost of that
realm. They say that the sun never sets
upon the English empire: but have to
| tel you that on this realm of woman S
influence, eternity never marks any
bound. Isabella fed from the Spanish
throne, pursued by the nations anathe-
ma; but she who is queen in home will
never lose her throne, and death itself
will only be the annexation Of heavenly
principalities.
When you want to get your grandest
ideas of q queen, you do not think of
Catharine of Russia, or of Anne of Eng
land, or Marie Theresa of Germany; but
when you want to get your grandest idea
of a queen, you think of the plain woman
who sat opposite your father at the table,
or walked with him arm in arm down
lifes pathway; sometimes to the
thanksgiving banquet, sometimes to the
grave, but always together-sooth-
ing your petty griefs, correcting your
childish waywardness. joining in your
infantile sports, listening to your evening
prayers, toiling for you with needle or
at the spinning wheel, and on cold nights
wrapping you up snug and warm. And
then at last on that day when she lay in
the back room dying and you saw her
take those thin hands with which she
toiled for you SO long and put them to-
gether in dying prayer that commended
you to the God whom she had taught
you to trUlst-O, she was the queen!
The chariots of God came down to fetch
her, and as she went in, all heaven rose
up. You cannot think of her now with
out rush of tenderness that stirs the
deep foundations of your soul, and you
feel as much child again as when you
cried on her lap; and if you could bring
her back again to speak Just once more
your name, as tenderly as she used to
speak it, you would be willing to throw
yourself on the ground and kiss the sod
that covers her, crying: Mother,
mother!" Ah! she was the queen
she was the queen. Now, can
you tell me how many thousand miles q
woman like that would have to travel
down before she got to the ballot box
Compared with this work OF training
kings and queens for God and eternity,
how insignificant seems all this work OF
voting for aldermen and common coun.
cilmen and sheriffs and constables anG
mayors and presidents. To make one
such grand woman as I have described
how many thousands would you want Of
those people who go in the round of god
lessness and fashion and dissipation, dis
torting their body until IN their mon
strosities they seem to outdo the drome
Diary and hippopotamus; going as fal
toward disgraceful apparel as they dare
60, so as not to be arrested of the police
their behavior a sorrow to the good anC
a caricature of the vicious, and an insul
to that God who made them women ant
not gorgons; and tramping on, dow1
through q frivolous and dissipated life
10 temporal and eternal damnation.
o, woman, with the lightning of you
, soul, strike dead at your feet all these al
, | lurements to dissipation and to fashion
Your immortal soul cannot be fed upol
such garbage. God calls you up t
empire and dominion, VIII you have it
o, give to God your heart; give TO Coz
! your best energies; give to God all you
: culture; give to God all your refinement
HlNc NOltIStll w llllIA, ici tillo ~ Oth seAi'
, the next, Soon all these bright eyes vii
4 be quenched and these voices will b
. hushed For the last time you will loo
$ upon this fair earth. Fathers hand
f mothers hand, sisters hand child
: hand will be no more in yours. 1t wi
r be night, and there will come up col
q wind from the Jordan and you mus
start. Will 1T be a lone woman on
b trackless moor? All, no. Jesus wi
come up in that hour and offer his hanc
+ and he will say: "You stood by me whe
>: you were well; now I will not desert yo
n when you are sick" One wave of h
5 hand and the storm will drop, and al
7 other wave of his hand and mic
o night shall break into midnooI
Y and another wave Of his han